Run Goo Review

A few months ago I had the opportunity to try a product called Run Goo.  I was looking for something to help me with the during/after effects of running,  in other words...  blisters, sweaty feet, callouses,  and what husband refers to affectionately as Monster Feet! It's hard to keep moving forward when your feet are in agony.  I take care of my feet and they return the favor by taking me to great places. I used this product and would recommend it to everyone.


After a little research on their website I found out that:

Run Goo is made for wet or dry conditions.
Run Goo contains lanolin and special waxes that work together to form a moisture proof barrier around your feet to protect from blisters, callouses and sweat.

Upon inspection I was skeptical that it went on easily and didn't feel like glue once applied.  I was completely wrong, it wasn't bad at all.  The Run Goo applicator has raised bumps that help insure even coverage and by using it I didn't have to touch my feet. The bumps also give a pleasant massage and woke my feet up, got the blood moving.  

 I felt it performed well in both wet and dry conditions.  My longest record of use so far was roughly 4 hours however, I am very confident this stuff can go longer. It has a consistency of Desitin baby cream and sticks to your feet like glue without feeling like it. Run Goo is not sticky.  I look forward to trying it in the Midwest heat and humidity since it boasts the fact that it absorbs sweat or does it prevent the sweat?  Not sure.  Either way, it works.

So, what runner/athlete doesn't want to enjoy blister free feet with a softer feel as a bonus?  I know I do so I plan to keep this product around.  I have also applied Run Goo lightly and put on thick,  fuzzy socks and done absolutely nothing.  As a result, my feet have never been softer or looked better.

Check out the website.  The company also carries a Hike Goo, a Walkers Goo, and a Silken Step.  The Silken Step sounds like exactly what you would purchase if you suffer from Monster Feet.

Memory Box

In December of 2013 I read an article about "memory jars/boxes".  I was intrigued by the thought of re-living good things at years end.  I found it a great way to keep track of the small joys, the silly stuff that gives me a full belly laugh, and those teensie weensie things I don't want to forget.  For example... the first time my 8 year old cracked an egg successfully. She was beyond excited.

You can use an empty Kleenex box

The jar/box itself doesn't have to be fancy, unless you want it to be.  I recycled a shipping box from Supplement Superstores.  It had Never Settle stamped on the side.  After sealing it with clear packing tape I made a small slot at the top and placed the box in my closet.  I put small slips of scrap paper and a pen right next to it.  I did not feel it was necessary to decorate the box so I didn't.

The box was opened on Jan1st, dumped on my bed.  There were 135 "paper memories" just waiting to be opened. Unfolding each one brought a smile to my face and I was able to remember the exact moment.

Inside of my box

After looking at each memory I placed them in a large manila envelope.  I planned on using my "memory box" again but wanted to change two things.  #1. I made the slot at the top bigger in order to accommodate photos and #2. I decorated it, slightly.

Slightly decorated

You can start one of these boxes/jars at any time of the year.  This is easier and way more fun than keeping a journal.  You can get your whole family involved.  Each family member could keep their own private box or a large pickle jar could be used to hold an entire families memories.  Imagine the surprises if you had a family memory jar, you could take turns picking them out and reading them out loud.

When I reflected on 2014 it was easy to bring up the painful stuff, easy to remember the bad memories.  Having 135 good memories to open and re-live was a great way to end 2014 and begin 2015 on a positive note.

Sometimes I have to remind myself that I have a great life.  My life is not perfect and I do get some tough stuff on my plate... This box helped remember the rainbows despite the storms, for that I am grateful.

Happy New Year!  Make it a happy and healthy one!

Selfish

I am going to be more selfish in 2015.  There, I said it.  Whew!

The dictionary defines selfish as an adjective.

1. devoted to or caring only for oneself; concerned primarily with one'sown interests, benefits, welfare, etc., regardless of others

2. characterized by or manifesting concern or care only for oneself: selfish motives



I have decided that 2015 is the year to implement some new changes and habits in my life.  I will be giving myself permission to try new things, and not give myself a hard time if I fail.  I will continue to help those who need it, but realize that not everyone wants my help, if that's the case I will leave them be. I will take care of my mind and body, in other words... I give myself permission to be "selfish".

Wait a sec, let me explain.  I made a To Do list, looked it over and realized it was all wrong.  Every To Do list has pretty much the same stuff on it.  Dishes, laundry, groceries, cleaning, etc.  I started putting Bike ride or Gym on my lists last year.  I noticed that 9 out of 10 times they were last on the list... a lot of times meaning it didn't get done or there was not enough time and workouts were cut short.  After seeing this trend I realized it needed to stop.

 Over the years I have learned that I am a better Mom, wife, and overall human because I work out.  I am healthy and happy because of my lifestyle. I will not feel bad for going to the Gym, on a run, or on a long bike ride while leaving a To Do list a mile long in my dust.  Not ever.

So, maybe selfish is the wrong word.  I am devoted to caring for myself because  I take care of others. I want to meet my grandbabies and I want to be around for my daughter as she grows up.  That doesn't sound selfish, does it?

Besides, the list still gets done.  Why should it matter if I put myself at the top?
I am more important than clean dishes and no one is going naked yet. You know I'm right.